The Emperor Star emblem atop the mecha glimmered, with the paint traces of the White Ghost on its chest still fresh.
The flame mecha's thrusters blasted brilliant fire, spreading like a butterfly's wings, shooting through the airborne insect swarm's barrier, plunging straight to the ground, leaving a sonic boom in its wake!
Boom!
A heavy strike!
A Shield Beetle's massive body exploded violently, the powerful impact kicking up layers of dust, flinging over a dozen Insect Race creatures with rocky shells into the air.
The mecha landed 120 meters from the soldiers' defensive line.
The soldiers saw the steel figure standing amidst the dust;
They witnessed the insects seemingly gripped by inexplicable fear, the once-madly surging swarm now slowly retreating as if intimidated by something.
What the soldiers couldn't see was the pilot inside the cockpit struggling to endure.
Yang Ming struggled to breathe as if the collision just now had gravely injured him.
